Chapter 9: Grantville

"Gut Tag, Herr Knapp, and Herr Culloden."

Nicholas and Baird turned from their examination of a merchant's wares and saw an unremarkable man standing patiently behind them. He was notable for his plainness. He could have been from any part of Europe, though the shape of his face hinted at eastern European, maybe Slavic. Other than that, his eyes were a boring brown, his hair an unremarkable brown, and he was of only average height. Even the accent of his Amideutsch was neutral.

"I am Lieutenant Schmidt." A slight . . .

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